If Futaba had said that ten seconds sooner, it would've all been over; the lingering effects of Call of Chaos would've had Ren calling Veles down to destroy Falcon before he could touch her. He's more in his right mind now, better able to process, but even so, he's not fucking happy.
"Nee-san, does it have to be you?" he says in a halfhearted attempt at an undertone. "You're exhausted. I can take a couple hits." He wants to say, Don't you fucking dare; if you have to attack someone, attack me. But he has a bad feeling that the test isn't whether Falcon can attack one of them but whether he can attack Futaba, specifically.
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If Futaba had said that ten seconds sooner, it would've all been over; the lingering effects of Call of Chaos would've had Ren calling Veles down to destroy Falcon before he could touch her. He's more in his right mind now, better able to process, but even so, he's not fucking happy.
"Nee-san, does it have to be you?" he says in a halfhearted attempt at an undertone. "You're exhausted. I can take a couple hits." He wants to say, Don't you fucking dare; if you have to attack someone, attack me. But he has a bad feeling that the test isn't whether Falcon can attack one of them but whether he can attack Futaba, specifically.